Conversations I've had this weekend:
We don't eat shoes.
No, don't eat it.
I'm serious. We don't eat shoes.
Stop!
(Baby keeps eating the shoe.)
Don't shut the door. Don't do it!
I mean it. Keep the door open.
(Babies shut the door and laugh on the other side.)
Say 'Aunt Monica.' Say it! Say 'Aunt Monica!'
Baby: Bob.
Why aren't you wearing a shirt?
Why are you eating your toes?
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